" "Ah!" shrieked Lady Trafford. Washed in light from the vestry window, she held her ground, all thought at bay, bar the steel determination long ago instilled in her by her unconventional tutor. Lucy loved orchestras, the bittersweet tinge of rosin dust that hung in the air, the way that the sun shone through filthy windows illuminating the marimbas with a storybook light. I’ve always wanted to look older. ‘Get you invited to a party where the French émigrés will be present? Nothing easier, dear boy. She required no instructions from books; her wit and beauty were her own. ‘I suppose I need not ask to which other soldier you refer.
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